I'm twenty and aging
Yet these little devils
Still swim from my temples
To my nervous palms
...
Hey Knight, do you seek?
I think I'm close to believing
Has life been on hold
Or was I just lonely?
...
Take me underneath the seas
Bury me in your words, your love
I'll take the shape of your dreams
They're too loud anyway
...
yep, still can't compare
nothing but a candle
against the rays of the sun
I shy away from the world
...
'I can't let you go'
said the escapees
from my lungs
...
What a fallacy
This illusion they possess
That the misbeliefs would trample
Upon the castles carefully built
...
To my stubborn, poetic machine;
Rest those tired eyes now
Head to bed and into the sheets
Let me turn those nightmares, fears
...
nights;
licked to the very last
remnants of a fiesta,
promises on the floor,
...
let's exchange stories in the dark
leaving the street lights reflections
on these happy, yellow walls
to be our only source of sight
...